Muddled between reaching out for help and keeping it inside, what do you think I finally did?
I couldn’t take it anymore, I wasn’t able to deny that it was not okay to feel this way. I was not able to accept that it was okay to be not okay.
Exhausted, unable to sleep, I’m constantly at war with myself, what is happening to me? Why do I feel like I losing it all?
What is this hollow feeling inside my chest? Why do I know of it since the longest time?